The next morning when she woke up, Nick was no where to be found. He wasn't on the bed anymore and when she called out his name, she got no reply. She turned to look at the bedside clock. It was just past seven. 'He's an early bird', she thought.
As she got off the bed to go shower, she saw a note on his bed side table.
'Gone to work.
Might be back before dinner.
-N. R'
It was a very brief and precise message. And formal but it made her smile all the same. What a man, she thought to herself.
She got off the bed and went to freshen up for the day. Once she was done, she got dressed in a black high waist trousers and a white loose crop t-shirt. She then packed her hair into a ponytail allowing a few tendrils fall to her face.
Once she was completely dressed, her phone rang. She quickly rushed over to get it out of her handbag, which was on the couch at the corner of the room, close to the window.
When She saw the caller ID was her mom, She immediately answered.
"Mom", she said
"Annabel."
She could sense something was wrong. Her mother never called her by her name unless she was angry at her.
She cautiously asked, "Mom... is everything alright?"
"Of course everything is fine... what could possible be wrong?" She could hear the sarcasm in her mom's voice.
"I don't know...."
"When did you plan on informing me about your relationship with Nicholas young woman."
She cringed at the phrase 'young woman'. Her mom was the second person to call her that in less than twenty-four hours.
"I'm so sorry mom.. I planned on telling you soon."
"You better be young woman. I had to find out from Hannah. I need all the details; how it happened?, how he asked you out?. I'm just soo happy." She could hear her mom clap from the other end of the phone. " Are you children playing safe? Or are we to expect some little Anna and Nick running around... Finally, Hannah and I can be an actual legal family!"
"Mom!!! Please not now... Not now mom," She stated firmly. "I'm sure you already know I'm in Paris. I'd try to get you the designs before the week runs out. Just let me know when you get here. I'd talk to you later. Love you."
"I know what you trying to do there... i know you just want me off your phone. But I'd permit it so you can get on with making the babies... but don't forget to finish with my work love. I'd be in Paris sometime next week. I love you too. Bye baby girl."
With that Elizabeth, her mom, ended the call. She looked at her phone and shook her head. Her mom was going to have a runway show next weekend in Paris. She had to design some clothes for her, as her mom loved to show off her 'beloved' daughter's designs. She needed a comfortable place to work from. She'd have to talk to Nick about it.
Thinking about Nick. He must be a workaholic to go to the office on a Sunday. She wondered what it was that was so urgent that couldn't wait till Monday to be sorted. With a sigh, she pushed the thought behind her mind and decided to go have her breakfast.
